Recent observations

YouTube is back.

Pringles are different here. So different, they actually sell "Made in America!" Pringles, which are about twice the price, but also three or four times better.

I ate a mystery meat for lunch on Thursday. My pantomime led me to point at the deep-frier, as that's where the delicious chicken had come from the day before. This time, different meat, different form. But even better. What I'm afraid of now, though, is that in order to get it again, I'll have to point wildly. Again.

Chocolates (like the Kit-Kats I bought at 7-Eleven) have a "keep this in an air-conditioned room" warning.

I think I had a conversation about religion with a taxi driver Wednesday night, but I'm not sure what either of our opinions were.

My medical exam for my work permit consisted of me sitting on a sofa for about five minutes, as the receptionist held out her hand for payment.

Work meetings suck no matter what continent you're on, or what industry you're in.

I'm going to London for Thanksgiving week (England-Croatia qualifier; Arcade Fire), and my mom is coming to visit in December. (Who else?)

There needs to be an online grocery store (Webvan? Thailand? Anyone?).

Marlboro Menthols suck so much I almost want to quit smoking. Almost. ALMOST.

I'm official: I have my work permit.

Since arriving, I have watched (or re-watched):

• Two seasons of "Curb Your Enthusiasm."
• Two seasons of "Sex and the City."
• The entire "Kidnapped" series.
• The entire "30 Rock" series.
• The entire "Undeclared" series.
• "Breach."
• "This is England."
• "The Simpsons Movie."

Turns out, it gets mighty hot in a bathroom that is all windows.

Thai Heineken gives me a worse hangover than American Heineken. (Hmm, or maybe I just drink more of it.)

The best chocolate ice cream I've ever tasted is here.

Also, the worst Mexican food.

I've not paid more than $2 for a cab ride. Anywhere. Anytime.

We went out for a "fancy" dinner the other night at work. A sit-down joint. Had two buckets of freshly steamed mussels, two large orders of pad Thai, some sort of glass noodle-and-prawn concoction, and Pepsis. The bill for each of us was less than $4. Oh, and I smoked my dessert cigarette at the table.

They give you straws with everything here. Can of Coke, bottle of water... at restaurants or mini-marts. Everywhere, everything.

I hate straws.

Comments

[Fisch]

I don't think you would be very hot in an all-window bathroom.

[TBall]

Ahem.

I should have seen that one from a mile away.

[Fisch]

Again, I wouldn't want to see you in the bathroom from even a mile away. OK, that's my last one.

[Kenney Marlatt]

Straws? Fuck. That's it. I'm not coming.

[Charles Apple]

What my friend Kenny really means by his comment: 'That's the last straw!'

[laura]

i want to come visit early next year. seriously. email me already!